| I could hardly wait to get to Pop's! I was so hungry, and the food always tasted so much like chicken. Even when we put barbecue sauce on it. But then it tasted like it came out of the dumpster! How could this be? Every other time the food had tasted fresh and good. Maybe it was because the cook turned out to be an ex-con. There was something dark and sinister about him. He was an overweight, hairy man, and as of yet, I hadn't heard him say a word. Around him, we always felt painfully nervous and always anticipating the worst. Nevertheless, we tried to be friendly and we gave him a fruit basket as a welcome gift, hoping to stay on his good side! I studied his profile when he wasn't looking, and noticed a huge hairy wart on his cheek near his ear. It was so large I wondered if it were growing right in front of my eyes. I could not help but stare. Suddenly he turned and caught me! I couldn't help turning red, and I quickly turned my attention to his corn dog. "You gonna eat that?" I asked, drooling. "Not now," he exclaimed. "You just drooled on it! You stupid idiot. And that was our last steak in the kitchen!
Well, the customer is waiting; we've got to do something. Here, rinse it off with this sprayer. NOT AT ME! Aim it that way!" Quickly, I retrieved the wiggling hose and finished cleaning up. Nervously, I looked up at him to see the whole congregation of Lighthouse Worship Center walk through the door right behind him. Whoa Nellie! The kitchen staff were in for some major shipments of hamburgers. Three huge tractor trailers pulled up, filling most of the parking lot, and the workers started unloading the giant packages of hamburger buns. You know, the ones we don't like: They squish so easily and they taste like they always have: awesome! I went up to get a soda refill, but this guy was something else! I'd never seen anyone look so angry! We were all so scared we could do nothing but stand in shocked silence, hoping he would calm down. Suddenly, he whacked the other guy on the back of the head with the spatula! We screamed as his eyeball popped out! Everyone was completely amazed when it cheerfully called out, "I'M FREE!" And started rolling jauntily down the street, singing, "Hi Ho, Hi Ho, it's off to work we go; hum,hum,hum,hum....hum,hum,hum,hum, Hi Ho Hi Ho, Hi Ho Hi Ho." They were such a happy bunch! So happy that they cheered, in chorus, "GROUP HUG!" And enthusiastically reached all around each other, jumping up and down and laughing. His anger turned to confusion. There was no escape. The joyful ringing of their laughter reached all the way to Route 17. Traffic was stopping just to listen. Pretty soon the whole parking lot was full of chicken nuggets! Hundreds of them! Crate after crate of chicken nuggets! "This isn't right!" I exclaimed. "Pops doesn't sell chicken nuggets! Do we, guys?" He chuckled as he called over his shoulder to the crew. They all laughed nervously because they knew where this was headed. It was headed straight for the Health Department. Yeah, those guys will come and they will get out their blue pencils, and pretty soon this whole place will be condemned and turned into a new sewage treatment plant! THE END! |